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Shadowy’s head recoiled, lip curled in distaste. “Do not!” He snapped, practically hissing.
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*Boop his nose*
Shadowy’s head recoiled, lip curled in distaste. “Do not!” He snapped, practically hissing.
Do you have a brother?
“I did, once.” Shadowy Figure murmured, feeling oddly honest for the moment. “I can’t imagine what he must be doing nowadays,” He folded his arms, frowning thoughtfully. “If he’s even alive.”
Are you at all related to the Mysterious Stranger from the Fallout series?
“You never know what may be possible, Anon.” Shadowy replied with a small smirk.
It's okay. Maybe with enough practice you'll have your singing voice back.
“Ha. Yeah, sure - whatever you say, Greyface.”
Maybe. You can if you want to.
Shadowy Figured shrugged with a small grin. “Ah, what’s the harm?” Clearing his throat dramatically, he placed one hand on his chest before opening his mouth....
A gargling distorted noise escaped him, the sound like a static-filled recording of screams underwater - Shadowy’s jaw snapped shut abruptly, an unsettled frown on his lips.
“Uhh...,” Shaking his head, he looked down, forcing a chuckle. “Forgive me - I suppose I’m a bit rustier than I realized.”
Can you sing?
“So I’ve been told - why? Is this your way of asking me to sing you something?”
Do you miss your past life? You know, like the one you had before you died?
“....” Shadowy grimaced, arms folded tightly behind his back as he turned away. “If you’d had a life like mine, wouldn’t you miss it?”
If you died, how the hell are you alive and talking?
“Your folly there is thinking I need one to be doing the other.”
What is the biggest priority in your life right now?
“As if I’d just tell you all about my plans - you’ll just have to wait and see~”
What was the biggest life change you've gone through?
“Dying.” Was the clipped answer. “A fairly traumatic change, at that.”
Are you a risk taker? What is the biggest risk that you've taken?
“I would imagine the one that killed me.” Shadowy sighed, tugging at his gloves. “But as they say; ‘No risk, no reward’.”
What do you usually eat for breakfast?
Shadowy hummed quietly. “Glorbs and coffee.” He answered simply with a grin. “Though that would also be the answer for the question ‘What do you usually eat?’ period.”
Why do you wear the hood? Are you afraid of your face?
“I wear a hood because I’m a mysterious villain.” Shadowy shrugged, absently toying with the end of his scarf. “I thought that was obvious.”
Hit or miss?
“... Is this another of those memes?”
Shadowy, are you alright?
“I’m fine.” The shade snapped, hunched in the corner of his stony lair. “I’m just... not a big fan of the holidays....”
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C'mon Mr. Grumpy pants, stop being such a sourpuss.
The wall Shadowy was leaning against slowly began to crack, a spiderweb of fractures spreading outwards from where his back made contact with the brick. Gloved fingers clenched the fabric of his sleeves so hard the leather creaked, threatening to tear. HIs lips pulled back in a harsh snarl, revealing deadly sharp teeth, his voice a graveled growl. “Leave me. Now.”